oli_keeper_wood: K? Thanks for - thanks for staying with me.
chaserkatie: Oh Oliver. Where else would I have been? 
chaserkatie: How are you feeling?
oli_keeper_wood: Um. Alright, considering. I mean. Sore. Very, very sore. And empty. But otherwise 
great.
oli_keeper_wood: It was a good game, you three did very well.
chaserkatie: *laughs* Well, obviously no damage has been done to your personality. Even now, all 
you can think about is Quidditch. ;)
oli_keeper_wood: Well, what else is there?
chaserkatie: *sighs* Nothing. We can just talk about Quidditch if you want. You did a fabulous job 
as well yesterday.
oli_keeper_wood: If I talk about anything else, K, I'll break down.
chaserkatie: I understand. I really do.
chaserkatie: So, what did you think of my aim with the Quaffle? ;)
oli_keeper_wood: I thought it was brilliant. 
oli_keeper_wood: Thanks for that, you know.
chaserkatie: Oh you're quite welcome. Believe me, I got just as much enjoyment out of it as you 
did.
oli_keeper_wood: But really, the three of you - you haven't lost a bit of the team-work. How was 
your broom?
chaserkatie: My broom worked really well. :) Yeah, I was amazed by the way Angelina, Alicia and I 
worked. It was like everything just fell back into place. I think it's kind of like learning to 
ride a broomstick - once the three of us learned how to work together, we never really forgot.
oli_keeper_wood: Exactly. You just blew the Slytherins out of the water.
chaserkatie: We certainly did. *flexes muscles* 
oli_keeper_wood: We always knew we were going to. Their brooms were nothing on our team.
chaserkatie: Exactly. The seven of us together are unstoppable. Always have been, always will be, 
no matter how much the other team tried to cheat.
oli_keeper_wood: Gryffindor Pride, K. No matter how long it's been. :)
chaserkatie: Exactly.
oli_keeper_wood: I'm really glad we did get all seven of us together. I was worried for a while 
there that you wouldn't be able to make it.
chaserkatie: Me? Why?
oli_keeper_wood: I just heard from someone that you wouldn't be able to get off work.
chaserkatie: Well I had no problem getting off of work seeing as how I don't have a job :)
oli_keeper_wood: I don't know what they were talking about then. :)
chaserkatie: It's all right. Seriously, I would have quit a job if I'd had to in order to get to 
this game. The oppurtunity to play with everyone again was so exciting!
oli_keeper_wood: I know, it was fantastic, wasn't it? Just the way we all still knew the way we 
played.
chaserkatie: Seriously, we rock. It's that simple. We. fucking. rock. :D
oli_keeper_wood: You're right as usual.
chaserkatie: Of course! Glad to see you still realize that.
oli_keeper_wood: Course I do. I may have taken two bludgers to the head yesterday, but I can still 
think clearly.
chaserkatie: Thanks to that thick skull of yours. ;)
oli_keeper_wood: That's right. Thanks to years of practice, it now repels bludgers.
chaserkatie: Hee. Now there's an amazing talent.
oli_keeper_wood: I know. See why it's cool to know me? 
oli_keeper_wood: K, um. Do you have any idea why Bole and Pucey did what they did?
chaserkatie: Oh yes. Now I can tell people, "Oh, so you can juggle, huh? Well my flatmate can 
repel bludgers with his head. So there."
chaserkatie: Um... *sigh* They said they did it for Marcus.
chaserkatie: Because they thought you hurt him.
oli_keeper_wood: Oh. Oh.
chaserkatie: I don't think that Adrian is as much to blame as Bole is. I mean, he apologized - not 
that that means anything of course. But Bole...
chaserkatie: Oliver, I'm so sorry.
oli_keeper_wood: I just. I mean. I deserved it. I was the one who left him.
chaserkatie: No. nonononononononono.
chaserkatie: Oliver, you did not deserve this.
chaserkatie: God Oliver, you almost died!
oli_keeper_wood: If they did it because I hurt Marcus, then I did deserve it. Because if I did 
hurt him, then. I deserve anything his friends do to me.
chaserkatie: But not this Oliver. Not this. They almost killed you. If Terence...And what about 
you? Marcus hurt you too, worse than you could ever have hurt him! But you don't see any of us 
going after him with hexes.
oli_keeper_wood: But they didn't kill me, so I think. I think we should just move on.
chaserkatie: Oliver...this was not your fault.
oli_keeper_wood: It doesn't matter.
chaserkatie: Oliver, you're starting to scare me. I'm worried about you.
oli_keeper_wood: Why?
chaserkatie: You're just so...nonchalant about this. You can't pretend this didn't happen, Oliver. 
You can't just put it behind you like nothing has changed. And you realizing that this isn't your 
fault does matter.
oli_keeper_wood: I can pretend it didn't happen, and that's what I'm going to do. 
oli_keeper_wood: K, it's simple: I hurt Marcus, they punished me, now we move on.
oli_keeper_wood: It went a bit far, yes, but. I'm going to be okay, so.
oli_keeper_wood: I don't want to think about it.
chaserkatie: Went a bit far? That's certainly an understatement.
chaserkatie: Look, I know you don't want to think about this right now. The experience is still 
recent.
chaserkatie: But you can't just repress this Oliver. It'll only make you feel worse.
oli_keeper_wood: I can repress it, K. Please. Just let me.
chaserkatie: Okay, you know what? I'm not going to argue with you right now. Because you're lying 
here in an infirmary bed, and until you walk out of here, what you say goes.
oli_keeper_wood: ... really?
oli_keeper_wood: Say it. "Oliver Wood is my boss."
chaserkatie: Oliver Wood is my boss. My Scottish studly boss.
oli_keeper_wood: That's what I like to hear. :D
chaserkatie: But I'm warning you, I'm not just going to let you let this go.
oli_keeper_wood: And here I thought I'd distracted you with my Scottish studliness bossiness.
chaserkatie: Only for right now. :)
oli_keeper_wood: But what good will thinking about it any more do?
chaserkatie: Well for starters, you've got to realize that you weren't in the wrong here. This 
wasn't a punishment Oliver. This was two guys, obviously out of their right minds, hurting you for 
the fun of it.
oli_keeper_wood: But why would anyone hurt me for the fun of it?
chaserkatie: Because they're assholes? Who can understand the mind of an insane man? They thought 
that you had hurt Marcus, and in the end, they ended up hurting Marcus 100 times more than you 
could ever dream of hurting him.
oli_keeper_wood: Marcus is hurt over this? As in. Actually hurt?
chaserkatie: Of course! My god Oliver, you should have seen him. He is beyond distraught over 
this. He blames himself for the whole thing. Gee, that sounds awfully familiar, doesn't it.
oli_keeper_wood: But. I mean. Since when does he care if someone gets hurt because of something he 
does?
chaserkatie: He still cares about you Oliver. And the fact that people he considered friends hurt 
someone that he cares about, and then blamed him for their actions...he feels guilty.
oli_keeper_wood: I don't know what to think about that
oli_keeper_wood: Katie, you should know I hate thinking.
chaserkatie: Yes, I know that thinking is often difficult for you, but you're just going to have 
to deal. :)
oli_keeper_wood: Katie, I got two bludgers to the head yesterday. I don't want to think. :)
chaserkatie: Okay. So for right now, don't think. Focus on getting yourself back to full health. 
That's the most important thing right now. We can deal with everything else later.
oli_keeper_wood: Okay. Did you and Alicia move your things in?
chaserkatie: We moved a few things in. But we were a little occupied last night with other things. 
:)
oli_keeper_wood: Oh okay, what were you doing?
chaserkatie: We were here checking on you, silly! As soon as we heard, we flew right over.
chaserkatie: I think that making sure one of your best friends is alive is a little more important 
than setting up a flat.
oli_keeper_wood: Oh. Oh. :) Thankyou. You didn't have to do that, you know.
chaserkatie: Well, I think I speak for Alicia and myself - we wouldn't have been able to focus on 
anything else. It was either sit here, or sit at home. At least here we'd be kept up to date more 
often.
oli_keeper_wood: I'm glad. Really.
chaserkatie: I'm just glad you're okay. You need to make sure you thank Penny and Terence, 
multiple times. That is, if Penny can stay conscious enough to hear you. :)
oli_keeper_wood: What? why?
chaserkatie: Oh Penny was up all night working on you and checking on you. I think the poor girl's 
finally gone to get some rest.
oli_keeper_wood: She didn't have to do that.
chaserkatie: Well, you know, it is her job. What should she have done, just left you alone?
oli_keeper_wood: Yeah. I mean.
oli_keeper_wood: You're going to hit me, aren't you?
oli_keeper_wood: She should have left me alone because it was my fault.
chaserkatie: And we're back to Square One.
oli_keeper_wood: So it seems.
chaserkatie: If you weren't already injured, I swear I'd smack you in the head.
oli_keeper_wood: It's the thought that counts.
chaserkatie: Oliver. Look me in the eyes, and listen to me. This. was. not. your. fault. 
oli_keeper_wood: Okay. I can accept that you think that, I really can.
chaserkatie: Okay. So explain to me. Why do you think that this is your fault?
oli_keeper_wood: Because. I mean. I left Marcus. I hurt Marcus. Someone had to hurt me. Someone 
did. Everything's balanced again.
chaserkatie: Okay...*takes a deep breath* You didn't leave Marcus. You broke up with Marcus. You 
broke up with Marcus because he cheated on you. You with me so far?
oli_keeper_wood: Yes. Right.
chaserkatie: Okay. Now, generally, when two people break up, both parties are hurt. Marcus was 
hurt because you broke up with him. But because you broke up with him for cheating on you, the 
main source of his hurt is his own guilt. He is hurt because he did something to drive you away.
chaserkatie: You were also hurt, because you were betrayed, and you had to lose somone that you 
loved very much.
oli_keeper_wood: Right. Okay.
chaserkatie: Now, for Adrian and Bole to say that Marcus was hurt by the breakup is correct. For 
them to say that you hurt Marcus is also slightly (I said slightly) correct, because Marcus was 
hurt by the fact that you broke up with him. But the breakup is Marcus's fault. He is the only 
person he can blame for his pain. So Bole and Adrian have no reason to blame you for hurting 
Marcus. The fact that they tried to hurt you puts them in the wrong. The fact that they nearly 
killed you puts them very much in the wrong. The fact that they then blamed Marcus for pretty much 
making them do it is very very wrong.
oli_keeper_wood: But - it's still my fault. At least partly.
chaserkatie: No. It's not. You didn't sit down and say, "I'm going to break up with Marcus because 
then he'll be hurt mwahahaha!" You broke up with Marcus because he was a dumbass and slept with a 
girl behind your back. You didn't set out to hurt Marcus, and the fact that you did is the result 
of Marcus's actions.
chaserkatie: And knowing Bole, he would have found a reason to hurt you and then blame someone 
else, no matter what was going on between you and Marcus.
oli_keeper_wood: I. I mean. I guess so.
chaserkatie: Bole is a sick and twisted creature. Eventually he would have found a reason to do 
something like this. You can't blame yourself for his insanity.
oli_keeper_wood: Okay.
chaserkatie: Okay?
oli_keeper_wood: Okay.
chaserkatie: So, are you saying that you agree with me?
oli_keeper_wood: No. But I can see your point.
chaserkatie: So if you see my point, why don't you agree with it?
oli_keeper_wood: Because for once, I think you're wrong.
chaserkatie: *gasp* Ouch Oliver. That hurt.
oli_keeper_wood: Maybe that was a bit harsh.
chaserkatie: :) It's okay. I'll let it slide, this time. :)
oli_keeper_wood: Thanks, because remember, for now I'm the boss.
chaserkatie: Yeah yeah yeah. For now.
oli_keeper_wood: For ever. You are, after all, Mrs Katie Wood.
chaserkatie: I am never telling you anything like that ever again. I'm going to regret it for the 
rest of my days, I swear.
oli_keeper_wood: Oh come on, my dear wife. You don't really regret it, do you?
chaserkatie: *sigh* No, I suppose I don't. Not a moment of it. But as your wife, I think it's my 
duty to make sure that you're okay. And until you deal with this in the correct manner, you're not 
going to be okay.
oli_keeper_wood: ... if you cook me a five course meal, I'll be okay.
chaserkatie: Ooh, I don't think you want me to cook. I can make toast, peanut butter sandwiches, 
and tea. That's about it.
oli_keeper_wood: Well. For the first course, we'll have tea. Second, toast. Third, peanut butter 
sandwiches. Fourth, toast. Fifth, tea again.
oli_keeper_wood: I never thought I'd marry someone who lacked cooking skills. I'm disappointed in 
myself.
chaserkatie: Oh, but I can offer you so much more than good food. ;)
oli_keeper_wood: You can? Do tell me.
chaserkatie: I know how to clean, and put things back together when they're broken. I'm good at 
laundry, and sex as well.
oli_keeper_wood: You can put plates back together? 
oli_keeper_wood: Katie? You're probably not good at the sort of sex I like.
chaserkatie: We could get around it, I suppose. I never thought I'd marry a man who liked men. I'm 
disappointed in myself.
oli_keeper_wood: Yes, there are a few problems in our marriage, aren't there.
chaserkatie: Yeah, I think there are a few flaws.
oli_keeper_wood: We can work them out, though. As Mr and Mrs Katie Wood. :)
chaserkatie: Aw, I think we can too. We're a great pair Oliver. It's really unfortunate that 
you're gay.
oli_keeper_wood: And unfortunate that you can't cook.
chaserkatie: Yes, but I can learn how to cook. Something tells me your problem is a little more 
permanent.
chaserkatie: :)
oli_keeper_wood: Too true. When do your cooking lessons start?
chaserkatie: Well I can sign up for them whenever you want dear. :)
oli_keeper_wood: Tonight?
oli_keeper_wood: Because by the time I get out of here, I really want you to be able to cook a 
full meal.
chaserkatie: I'll see what I can do. In all seriousness, I promise you a full meal when you get 
out of here. What do you want me to make?
oli_keeper_wood: Hm. Roast pork. 
chaserkatie: Okay. That shouldn't be too hard. Side dish?
oli_keeper_wood: Oysters. 
chaserkatie: Okay. Appetizer? Dessert?
oli_keeper_wood: Appetizer I would like shrimp and perhaps some exotic fruits. 
oli_keeper_wood: Dessert would be... a lot of chocolate. Quadruple chocolate mud cake. With 
chocolate sauce and chocolate ice cream. With a block of chocolate on the side.
chaserkatie: Hee. Ah, a man after my own heart. Okay.
chaserkatie: It's a good thing you're my Scottish stud.
oli_keeper_wood: Reckon you can do that?
oli_keeper_wood: It is, isn't it. And your boss.
oli_keeper_wood: And your husband.
chaserkatie: You're the boos for right now. Once you're healed, I'm the boss because, as we both 
know, I'm the one who's always right. But yes, you're the boss.
chaserkatie: And I'm certainly going to try and make everything.
chaserkatie: It can't be too hard. I mean, I passed Potions. I can certainly bake a cake.
oli_keeper_wood: Exactly. I didn't pass Potions, and I can't bake a cake, so just follow that 
trend through.
chaserkatie: :) So now you have to get better. Because I'm not going to learn how to cook if I 
have no one to cook for.
oli_keeper_wood: I'm working on it. 
oli_keeper_wood: And Higgs told me I'm going to have scars on my face. Tell me he's lying.
chaserkatie: *sigh* I'm not very good at healing, so I don't know how youre going to heal. I mean, 
you're certainly going to have bruises for a while, I won't lie to you about that.
oli_keeper_wood: Bruises are entertaining, though. Terence will love the rainbow colours covering 
my body.
chaserkatie: Oliver Wood: the walking rainbow. :)
oli_keeper_wood: That's right. 
chaserkatie: Is there anything you need right now? Like anything you'd like for me to bring you?
oli_keeper_wood: My broom.
chaserkatie: Okay. Do you know where it is?
oli_keeper_wood: ... no? I. I had it when - yesterday - where the FUCK IS MY BROOMSTICK?!
chaserkatie: Okay, calm down. I'm sure it's still in the changeroom.
oli_keeper_wood: No, no, Katie - when Pucey and Bole took to me yesterday, it was in my hand.
chaserkatie: Okay. Try and think back. Do you remember dropping it? Or throwing it somewhere?
oli_keeper_wood: No, I kept hold of it, because I was determined they wouldn't get it
chaserkatie: Okay...I'm going to go find Terence and ask him. Maybe he saw it when he found you.
oli_keeper_wood: Okay. Just. Please.
chaserkatie: *runs back in* Okay, I spoke to Terence. He, um, said that he didn't see your broom 
last night. He doesn't think it was there.
oli_keeper_wood: That's it. That is IT. They are going to pay for this. 
chaserkatie: Don't worry Oliver. We'll find your broom. And they're going to pay for much more 
than this.
chaserkatie: Please calm down. I don't want you to hurt yourself.
oli_keeper_wood: I.. it's my broom, Katie.
oli_keeper_wood: It's the only fucking thing my mother has given me since I was eleven.
chaserkatie: I know honey, I know. We're going to find it. We will find it.
oli_keeper_wood: We have to.
chaserkatie: We will. 
chaserkatie: *hug*
oli_keeper_wood: Thanks, K. Just. for everything. Thanks.
chaserkatie: You're welcome.
chaserkatie: You know, I'm going to start billing you soon for all the therapy. I can't work for 
free here. ;)
oli_keeper_wood: I'll pay you back in... um... eating your cooking.
chaserkatie: Okay. And by not breaking any more plates.
oli_keeper_wood: Sounds like a good deal to me.
chaserkatie: Good.
oli_keeper_wood: Hang on. NO more plates?
oli_keeper_wood: No matter WHAT happens?
chaserkatie: No more plates.
oli_keeper_wood: Ever?
chaserkatie: Well, certainly not as long as you're living with me.
oli_keeper_wood: No matter how bad my day is?
chaserkatie: And since you promised to stay with me 'til death do us part, I'd say that forever 
works.
oli_keeper_wood: I can never throw another plate 'til death do us part?
chaserkatie: No. There are other ways to fuel your anger besides throwing things.
chaserkatie: Besides, I'm getting you Legos, remember?
oli_keeper_wood: ... eating your cooking?
oli_keeper_wood: Oh yes, of course.
chaserkatie: Hey! :P
oli_keeper_wood: Oh, fuel my anger.
oli_keeper_wood: Oops.
oli_keeper_wood: Don't hit me.
chaserkatie: You haven't even tasted my cooking yet. You don't know how good it might be.
oli_keeper_wood: You're always right, so I don't see why your cooking wouldn't be.
chaserkatie: Good line of thinking there.
oli_keeper_wood: I thought you'd like it.
oli_keeper_wood: K? I miss Marcus. 
chaserkatie: Oh Oliver.  
oli_keeper_wood: I know. It's stupid, and I wish. I wish I didn't. 
oli_keeper_wood: But I do.
oli_keeper_wood: So much.
chaserkatie: Well it's not surprising. I mean, you've loved him for so long.
oli_keeper_wood: Ten days.
chaserkatie: And I'm pretty sure he misses you too. He doesn't deserve to miss you, but he does.
chaserkatie: Ten days?
oli_keeper_wood: We'd been together ten days.
chaserkatie: It seemed like so much longer. Or maybe that was just me. *laughs*
chaserkatie: I'm sorry Oliver.
oli_keeper_wood: No. It was me, too. 
oli_keeper_wood: Why are you apologising?
chaserkatie: Because you're in so much pain. Physical, eotional...I'm sorry. I wish I could just 
wave my wand and make it all go away.
oli_keeper_wood: There must be a spell somewhere
chaserkatie: Yes, but usually spells like solve a person's problems by killing them.
oli_keeper_wood: That'll do.
chaserkatie: Oliver.
chaserkatie: This is why I'm worried about you.
chaserkatie: You say stuff like that with no hint of sarcasm.
oli_keeper_wood: Um.
oli_keeper_wood: I was just joking.
chaserkatie: Good. You'd better be.
chaserkatie: Because I like having you around and I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here.
oli_keeper_wood: You wouldn't be Mrs Katie Wood.
chaserkatie: Exactly! And then my life would have so much less meaning. :)
oli_keeper_wood: You'd never learn how to cook!
chaserkatie: Oh, and that would be a tragedy in and of itself!
oli_keeper_wood: You'd never get another husband if you couldn't cook.
chaserkatie: Oh I don't know. I might be able to con Ron into marrying me. :)
oli_keeper_wood: I'll have to have words with him about dating my wife.
chaserkatie: Hey. You were dating another man. I think I should be allowed to have a little bit on 
the side as well.
oli_keeper_wood: Who's the Scottish Stud of a Boss here?
chaserkatie: You are.
oli_keeper_wood: Thankyou. 
chaserkatie: Oh, the things I do for you.
oli_keeper_wood: I don't think calling me a Scottish Stud is that hard, you know.
chaserkatie: No, the Scottish stud part isn't that hard, because, you know, it's the truth. It's 
that whole Boss thing that's throwing me.
oli_keeper_wood: I don't find it that hard to accept.
chaserkatie: Well let me put it in perspective for you. You know how hard it is for you to imagine 
that you're not always to blame for everything? It's a little less hard than that.
oli_keeper_wood: It is NOT!
chaserkatie: Okay, you're the boss,
chaserkatie: But you know I'm right.
oli_keeper_wood: I'm the boss and you're always right. I can live with that.
chaserkatie: Good :)